What a Lucifer…
Whirling with claws of horror
In your quiver continents shiver
Captives under your terror
Creating stampedes the world within
Leaving predicaments the world without
The longer you prevail ignominy will scare peace
Oh corruption, you I demur
Like wild fire you spread
In feeble minds you cling
On CFAF minds you trade
In your fangs, the worlds' tearing
Your presence is ominous
Myopic, forlorn we're immure
Prodigies deny espousing
Prefer thee charred
Oh Corruption …you are wicked
You having no shame
I'll see you sink
Despite your soothing fame
My view of you is flinty
You blowsy imp
Pray I your end be imminent
Impeccably you are hunted
Your rhetoric reign urge your end
Oh corruption…. With blitz
The world will bliss
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is an important issue you've touched on. Corruption has become a canker worm in politics and must be tackled much serious. The poem itself was written we, though I think you could do better.